Trottin' to the fair Me and Molly Molony Seated, I declare On a single pony How am I to know That Molly's safe behind With our heads in, oh That awkward, awkward way inclined By her gentle breathin' Whispered past my ear And her white arms wreathin' Warm around me here Thus on Dobbin's back I discoursed the darling Till upon our track Leaped a mongrel snarling "Ah" says Moll "I'm frightened Frightened that the pony'll start" And her pretty hands she tightened Round my happy heart Till I axed her: "May I Steal a kiss or so?" And my Molly's grey eye Didn't answer no. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...ASTROPHEL AND STELLA: 84 by PHILIP SIDNEY YARROW REVISITED by WILLIAM WORDSWORTH FOOTLIGHT MOTIFS: 1. MRS. VERNON CASTLE by FRANKLIN PIERCE ADAMS ON THE ENGINE BY NIGHT by ALEXANDER ANDERSON MIRTH by EDITH COURTENAY BABBITT |